Cats got a gift for New Year's.

Fellini and Liza exploring their new toy. What an emotional day was today. For us, people. Not because of cats of course. Because of trust.

Girl with a cat.

Ink in WC Moleskine.

Lamps with birds.

Evening light.

Parisian gloves.

Evening.

We stuck Upstate for a while, car broke in the middle of snowy village. So it was nothing else to do in the forest but drink wine, look at the fire, talk, sketch, pat a cat and sleep.

Doodle...

...while multitasking.

Mural in the bathroom, from few years back.

The lady has 3 daughters, who depicted here as children, they adults now.

The other wall, actually a door.

East 23 street in Brooklyn.

Overwhelmed by so many decisions to make I catch my breath by sketching this dirty, snowy, cozy street.

I found it online and like it.

Alma, sleep with light on....

December.

View from the bedroom window. Ink in pocket Molly.

Two sides of the mirror.

Meaning double nature of each of us. Angel and sinner part of us. Innocence and knowledge.

Staten Island.

Hills, crooked streets, utterly provincial but charming. I was freezing in the car but had fun sketching.

Digital.

Cold and sunny morning. Getting coffee.

Auto shop, car.

Ink in watercolor Moleskine, large.

Auto shop in Brooklyn, NY.

Auto shop. I went to get new tires and while guys where working enjoyed eyeballing all this wonderful machinery and did couple of sketches. And got permission to come and draw whenever I want. Is not cool? This car is Dodge something from 60-70. Ink in WC Molly.

House on Long Island.

I  passed it few times, looked, developed relationships, drew on a spot, finished at home. Inking in large Moley.

Decorating of the room.

Mural and textured walls.

Other side.

Texture.

Bikes on campus.

Bikes near Starbucks. Ink in pocket Moleskine.

Sketch for mural or so...

Thanksgiving 2009

Inna. Thanksgiving. We got a little tipsy on “Alize”. I could not pass the moment to capture the pose. Ink on WC Moleskine.

French restaurant in Manhattan, NY.

After visiting Tim Burton's exhibit in MOMA my daughter and I went to eat in a small restaurant. We had nice conversation, like in good old times, so I wanted to stop the moment and enjoy it beyond it physical   frame.

6 Ave in Manhattan.

Went to Moma to see  Tim Burton. Was waiting at the corner for my daughter and sketched, was asked by police woman if I am drawing a map. I said, no, passing  time, waiting for my kid.

Subway sketches.

NY subway sketches. F train.

64 street in Brooklyn.

I parked so tight (rushing to the doc), half inch on each side, I didn't know I can do it. If I wont enjoy so much being a woman, I definitely wanna be a man! So I start sketching, hoping someone in front or back of my car will move out and free me. Didn't happen. But sketch was done. Ink in pocket Molly.